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Monthly Archives: May 2022
Charles A. Perrone
Fashionable Words 11-13-20 I was almost fifty years old when I added the word sartorial to my supposedly-superior vocabulary. If I am not mistaken, I was wearing on that occasion the legendary T-shirt and jeans, or something of that sort or of those means. Nicely-tailored lexical item that I was fortunate to befriend, for it even provoked rumblings in the well-worn memory banks. So, like, I was truly a motley teen, in myriad ways. I even had a sartrian phase, though I would've spelled it Sartrean. I'd barely begun to shave on a daily basis, yet I was reading, what was the title? ... The Transcendental Ego I do believe. Uh, no, sorry, that should be The Transcendence of the Ego. Get beyond it and for that matter your self while you're at it. There's a difference, a coated voice says, you dressed-down dope. Next, little hope for you, averred a former college roommate upon our unplanned reunion, you still take the prize for worst-dressed person in the room and in the class. And on did he babble about some disheveled playwright from Spain named Alfonso Sastre who sewed together versions of Irish plays and came to publish dramas in New York even though in Spanish plus a few scissored translations with such endearing titles as "Death Thrust" and "Tragic Prelude". Morbid stage mood indeed. At least you've avoided that level, mumbled, decades later, my exquisitely-clothed physical therapist while he tried to sort out my real sore maybe torn tendons, as I lay in my grey jump suit, adding that I was lucky, sort of, not to have aggravated the sartorius, a connective upper-leg muscle about which I learned absolutely nothing in my philosophy, drama, and anatomy courses.
Maggie Sullivan
Julia Rose Lewis
All those Barn Swallows Guttereal leaves the nickel lavender sky lies down to let to rent to make loose and lax. Some jello family: a fox and a horse with navicular and tardive dyskinesia see parking lots. I am mud and he is lavender resulting in lemonade to be held a good deal tapering all the way down. The lens can be Indiana if first electronic toll collection system or super moon or prime. The silken negatives say so fifty meters is fair play in the seal land waxing artifice and rock calls: there there reason. It is only a lepisma saccharinum moon I learn even in a nocturnal light. Sardine is no synonym for navy fleet I fear I have I left the sunflower test too soon do you know how your drinking water feels if it is the nearest I have ever found myself to meditation. II Not another archive a sponge and a spy and a nickel lyric calls purgatory a parking lot. They were silver platters even if there were a grey sieve let me be an anchovy for the shark knows there is a better fish under the door. She is certain as the ocean looks on the iphone. Let me be asbestos beside the ficus sacred and wood finish and food glaze as if willowing to shell layers. So the lobster residual says to star the varnished days all that lay like shellac because in the morning they were expensive computers; my mind to your mind and mica flaked compositions. If silver wishes safety pins paperclips and mint torpor a nickel lyric calls it tough-skinned wishes all the way down a shell lacking a hotel if skinny funnel then it is not a mint tornado let me be asbestos. III A fried egg riding pegasus with a dished face verifies that andalusite is not a recognized breed. The theater recalls itself to itself it is related to sillimanite as sugareal released itself into the wild hollow is not a horse that color of water rice. Some jello family is some jello family I can find a lifetime if performative then fall limnology is silken lies all the way down then put the first shirt over your head then the second then the giraffe is given a third feral love then do you know how your drinking water feels? If you will believe pyrite mica is glittereal mucus sells itself music calls as for being allergic to gold naturally it is not magic. Once upon a time there was a singing mint and a hotel leading to being gulped down; do not wait for the poet voice. In the sense sudden high bid dead battery and time hammering the grey jumper. Icing the state of Washington into horse trading before green does not grace the steeplechase: it feels like fucking barn swallows fucking.
Joan McNerney
Eileen R. Tabios
CANDESCENCE (May 2022, Napa Valley) White roses bring snow amidst drought— The same white of ashed cities— The same white of pages emptied of solutions with consolation existing only by smoothening issues into virtual images— flattening substance into white roses blossoming as if wars weren’t inflicted against the climate against Kharkiv against Kyiv, against Chernihiv against Mariupol against Kherson, against Mykolaiv against Odessa against Sunflowers whose gold whitened into gray
Joshua Martin
Blind Spring Lilac Plunge
of an opera sandstorm last over breakfast , rain summons a siren knees, converging, an El Dorado all down WaY, neatly brain HelD, felt, drowned USA tune To approach TuNa, shopping, best DreSSeD, baked IN reserve. / Against light of recessive RIOT squad that pinches, guts, stuck SPOKE, speaking, lashed grandiose stocking. / Wi ll & horn, a refusal that, which, upsell, SaIl OK-OK-OK-OK-OK, [manic frothing against] , guess you refuse think ing, witty as daylight utters backbreaking. / He art A total of TOTALITY, FOR Sake [needle as a cream to SHAVE], loosen ed grasping for low, a letter IN a BaNk vault, red amnes ia dropping substation TrIbE, Famously, [slurping, slurping] , dangling PrAy follow knife. / As always ScHooL collects gifts, taken FoR worse, in reverse melted as a tail. / .
Moss Trill 